Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 351

Moreover, the scream from the door just now.

It's familiar, it's Juanita's voice.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the milk and sandwich sitting on the floor, obviously Juanita had brought her breakfast.

Oh my God, did Juanita see what just happened?

Joyce covered her face with her hands in chagrin, and her pretty face was red all the way to her ears.

Luther stood up, fastened his belt and picked up his jacket.

Turning his head, he looked at Joyce, who was cowering like an ostrich behind him, and reached out to drag her out from under the covers.

"What are you doing!" Joyce puckered her lips in dissatisfaction.

However, the next moment, her lips were sealed by him so fiercely that all her complaints could only be swallowed back.

Kisses, eager and hot.

After what happened yesterday, she was especially afraid that he would lose control again, so she did not dare to move and let him do whatever he wanted.

After a long time, when he had finally kissed enough, he let her go.

He pressed his lips against her ears and said wickedly, "That's good, I'll let you off this morning."

He sure knew better than to really have her in a place like this. Although he could only barely control himself, he still managed to hold it back.

Just a kiss, better than nothing after all.

He was so sure that she did not dare to speak out. She was angry, but did not dare to do anything.

He looked at her with amusement.

"All right, get up. You'll only be seen by everyone if you don't get up." He touched her parched red cheeks and teased her.

The two came back to their senses and rushed to their office, and when they saw Juanita there, they hurriedly asked, "What's going on? Why did the president appear here early in the morning? What's the big deal?"

"Ahem. Nothing happened!" Juanita scratched her hair and lied, "Oh, Joyce worked overnight last night, and the president just came over to check it out in the morning."

"Oh, so that's it." He was relieved, but still, he thought something was wrong. It just didn't feel right. It seemed that the president just woke up not long ago.

But they knew better than to ask more questions.

At that moment, Luther stood in front of the elevator, and he looked down at his watch.

Hell, it was so comfortable when he was holding Joyce that he overslept and it was just about time to go to work.

"Ding!" When the elevator opened.

He was slightly stunned when he saw the person standing inside.

It was Charlotte, standing in the elevator…